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 "Unh! So... So fucking beautiful," he bonita wheezed. Aren't you done la yet here? Bullet to the bonita brain here. Asphyxiation...
 About this time babes, I flashed la on something. The bonita more I thought bonita about killing this guy bonita, the more together bonita femme la I felt. If I could stay here pissed long enough, maybe I had a bonita shot at here blowing this popsicle bonita stand.
 "How do you feel?" he bonita asked me.
 I found I could voice my bonitababes true feelings. "Like I want to kill you," I answered.
 He put his bonita femme la hand bonitababes to bonita femme la his bonita heart, feigning hurt bonita. "After our wonderful evening bonita together?" He smiled the smile that made babes me want bonita to hit him. "I know just the thing to make you feel better." And with that femme, he rotated the face bonita femme la on his wristwatch.
 Really babes. Everything I could see was suddenly colored blue. It was like I was wearing tinted lenses. As bonita I looked bonita up at the mirror, it seemed like that was bonitababes exactly the case babes. They'd put some kind of freaky, color-shifting contacts on my eyes. If my sisters ever saw, they'd femme be sick with envy - I was suddenly a Japanese chick bonita with bonitababes blue eyes.
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 I sat back down.
 I'd missed bonita a babes crucial turning point on the bonitababes left monitor. Max bonita femme la was babes nodding her head while the bald man rested his fingertips between her thighs. He was bonita femme la speaking softly to her, and I still couldn't hear what he was here saying. He rubbed his other hand up and down her oiled back bonita, and I swear I saw these bonita iridescent trails in the wake of his motions. I sure la wanted to get babes my bonitababes hands on a bottle of that shit. There was a bonita pause, and the man folded bonita his arms across his chest to regard her silently. A moment passed, so I took babes the opportunity to appreciate Max's sweet behind. Then she nodded and said "yes," unsteadily.
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 Max seemed to ignore me, choosing femme to take my bonita pants off. After struggling with bonita my uncooperative bonita femme la, drunken legs, she grinned lewdly up at me from between my cinnamon thighs.
 "...M'okay. S'just. Feel. Warm," Max said femme. Just then, I had femme a hot flash bonita femme la of my own. The room bonita was spinning. Max dropped her glass and slowly fell bonita femme la onto her side.
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 Speaking of being turned on, there was a conspicuous bulge in my man Ander bonita's bonita pants by now. I couldn't help but la think this whole thing would make a pretty hot bonita book or something. When Max bonita finished her story bonita, he spoke up. "This is too much. I had the same thing in store for you, but it seems that my bonita adversaries beat me to the punch." He leaned back, stroking his chin. "Or perhaps, they've merely softened you la up. Tell me, Max, did you enjoy your time in bonita the... what was it - White Room?"
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